Dorian Yu's Deceitful Game Chapter 7

The window of Dorian Yu's room faces the mountain. The thick layer of snow on the birch trees has not yet melted. Cold wind blows from time to time, and fine snow falls from the treetops, which is caught by the warm light.

Emerson Guo was in good physical condition, and he carried the person all the way into the room without a trace of bitterness on his face. A strand of dark hair fell in front of his eyes, blocking his sight.

Dorian Yu stretched out his hand to push him away as expected. The young man turned his head to avoid it, but when he didn't, the hand around his knee tightened instantly.

Dorian Yu came close to Emerson Guo's face, narrowed his eyes like a beautiful snake and warned: "You hurt me."

No matter how sinister his tone was, Emerson Guo was not afraid at all. Instead, he pursed his lips tightly. After suppressing it for a moment, he gritted his teeth and sarcastically said, "You can let that man hug you."

The emotions in Dorian Yu's eyes changed. He slid a hand along Emerson Guo's neck, occasionally touching his Adam's apple accidentally, and Emerson Guo made a warning sound like a puppy.

His voice suddenly turned cold: "Did I let you hug me?"

Yes, Dorian Yu's original words were to carry him on his back. In the two seconds before Emerson Guo picked him up, he was still wondering whether Emerson Guo would throw him into the snow, but who knew he wouldn't? He was also cradled in Emerson Guo's arms using a more intimate hug.

There was a sudden weight on his body and the hand around his knees loosened. Dorian Yu was startled and quickly put his arms around Emerson Guo's neck.

"Don't you want to hug me?" Emerson Guo stared at him with mockery in his eyes.

Dorian Yu's heart skipped a beat. This boy has learned bad things. It has only been a day and he is no longer the honest man who knelt down and licked his hands obediently: "Put me on the bed."

Without saying a word, Emerson Guo threw him into the soft bed. The boy was dressed in black. When he turned around, his entire body was hidden in the room where the lights were not turned on.

"Pour a glass of water and bring the antipyretic medicine." Dorian Yu was lying on the bed, his body too weak to lift up due to the high fever. He turned on the bedroom lamp with one hand, and the orchid-shaped wall lamp beside the bed cast a layer of warm light on him. face.

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There was water in his eyes and his face was red.

He is like a peach blossom blooming in winter, which is coveted.

"Didn't you hear?" Dorian Yu shouted again towards the paused figure. He really didn't have the strength to do this anymore. He put a hand on his forehead, and his body felt cold and hot. He was about to tremble when he was cold. Sweating again.

Perhaps because his voice was weak, the figure finally moved.

At the same time, the sound of the system issuing tasks sounded.

[The script of "The True and False Master" is released:

In the darkness, Emerson Guo turned on the lamp in the room. He didn't know how it happened. The man on the bed was waiting for his water.

He lowered his eyes and poured a glass of warm water. His waist was aching from the man's hold on him and the increasingly serious injury. He bit his lip, as if to use the pain to remind himself not to act rashly.

In the room, Dorian Yu was lying on the bed with a malicious smile on his face. He looked pretty good, but his maliciousness made his whole face look ugly.

As soon as Emerson Guo saw his expression, he knew something was wrong.

"Water." He put the cup on the table and turned to leave.

Behind him, Dorian Yu narrowed his eyes and said, "I want you to feed me."

Emerson Guo clenched his fists. This man was teasing him.

Dorian Yu said: "Didn't you hear?"

Emerson Guo looked at him coldly, as if looking at a dark clown. From the first meeting in this house, Dorian Yu had exposed his dirty nature and humiliated him without any scruples.

The hand hanging by his side moved, but before he could really make a move, a glass of water was thrown at him. The warm water flowed down his face and into his neck, and the water dropped into his eyes, irritating him so much that he couldn't open them.

I only heard Dorian Yu say: "Did you hear it this time?"

The host is asked to complete the task carefully. If the task is successful, 1 health point will be awarded. If the task fails, 10 health points will be deducted. 】

Dorian Yu put on the quilt, and the soft and skin-friendly duvet covered the tip of his nose. After a while, his breathing became heavy. He listened to the task with a smile: "System, are you going to start working on performance at the end of the year?"

The system said: "Dear host, I just followed the plot. Please don't worry about it."

Dorian Yu got out of the quilt and said in a high-pitched voice with a hint of genuine resentment: "After crossing the boat, the water is not yet good, and your brother is about to be burned to death."

If he really died today, it wasn't from thirst or illness. He must have been angry to death from the system.

The warm yellow light lit up the bedroom with a snap. Dorian Yu squinted his eyes, and the figure belonging to Emerson Guo pressed in front of him. Emerson Guo was well developed and inherited his father's tall stature. Although he was slightly slender, he was not thin.

The cup was placed on the low table beside the bed with a click, and a few drops of water gradually fell out.

"Feed me." Dorian Yu slowly raised his eyes.

He was lying on the bed, his chin slightly raised, his messy hair stuck to his face, and his delicate collarbone exposed from the wide open collar.

Emerson Guo lowered his eyelashes. His eyelashes were too thick, making it impossible to see the emotions in his eyes clearly.

The hand with obvious joints picked up the cup and gently pressed it against Dorian Yu's lips.

Dorian Yu looked at him sideways, moistening his lips with warm water. He stretched out his tongue and licked it, but did not drink it.

The atmosphere suddenly became strange.

The cup pressed against her lips was pressed again, and her red lips were slightly sunken.

"Aren't you very thirsty?" Emerson Guo asked.

Dorian Yu tilted his head, and the too violent movement caused the cup to shake. Water splashed on his face, and a few drops slid down his eyelashes. His hot skin felt much better after being wet by the water. He pulled open the clothes at the collar, I tried not to let the wet clothes get on my chest.

He lowered his voice and said in the same old way: "You made my clothes wet."

Emerson Guo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his dark eyes were full of sarcasm: "Do you want me to lick it clean again?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he licked his lower lip, took out a tissue and wiped his fingers that were also wet. He moved very carefully, drying them along the fingers.

That hand was not as fair and beautiful as Dorian Yu's. There were many small scars on the back of the hand, and a thin layer of calluses formed on the fingertips.

Dorian Yu's eyelids jumped at his actions.

This kid is really bad at learning.

The next moment, the young man leaned over and held Dorian Yu's shoulders with his wet hands. The face he approached magnified in front of his eyes, and his eyes under the thick eyelashes were fiercely aggressive.

It seems like it's really going to be licked.

Dorian Yu frowned: "Get away."

He didn't move after crossing the boat, still maintaining his close posture.

Dorian Yu's hot breath fell on the tip of his nose, with a very faint smell of alcohol and an unknown fragrance of flowers, and his chest heaved violently.

"I told you to get lost, didn't you hear me?" Dorian Yu pushed the person away. Emerson Guo looked slender, but he was not light. This push almost used up all his strength.

When people stood by the window and continued to look at him eerily, he picked up the cup on the table according to the plot and poured the remaining half cup of water onto Emerson Guo.

Emerson Guo blinked his eyes, water drops shook off his eyelashes, and the hair on his forehead was wet. He woke up from the bewitched state and wiped his face.

Dorian Yu said: "Did you hear it this time?"

Emerson Guo stared at him intently, his angular jaw clenched tightly, as if he wanted to eat someone. The water droplets were wiped clean and fell on his clothes along his neck, leaving a large piece of wetness on his chest.

He remained silent and didn't speak, just wiping away the wet marks bit by bit.

Dorian Yu raised his eyebrows, and the next moment, the boy was kneeling on one leg beside the bed, and his wet hair was deeply buried in his neck. The cold and slightly prickly touch made his whole body stiff.

He grabbed Emerson Guo's hair with one hand, forcing him to raise his head, and brought his lips close to the boy's ear. He said condescendingly and disdainfully: "You are not worthy of my bed, get out."

Emerson Guo's voice was hoarse and he couldn't tell whether it was because of anger or something else: "Then don't be arrogant in front of me."

It was like that last night, and it's the same thing tonight.

Emerson Guo looked at the man whose face was burning red. He couldn't get rid of his habit of being arrogant even when he was sick. He took a deep breath, snorted coldly, and left with embarrassment all over his body.

He was really out of his mind to be tempted by such a person.

Dorian Yu sat up after listening to the sound of completing the task from the system. All the water in the cup had been spilled on the two of them, and he hadn't taken the medicine yet.

When his feet touched the ground, he realized that his body was already limp. He took his temperature and found that it wasn't too bad. He took the antipyretic medicine, covered himself with a quilt, and fell asleep.

Emerson Guo, who was just a door away from him, stood quietly, the long and evil face flashing back and forth in his mind, and he couldn't drive it away even though he tried his best.

He bit the knuckle of his index finger, his sharp canine teeth digging deeply into the flesh. This was his punishment for himself.

There was a sound of moving inside the door. He closed his eyes and could imagine Dorian Yu pouring water and taking medicine.

Cedric Yu put on his coat and held a box of medicine in his hand. The package looked like antipyretic medicine. He walked to Dorian Yu's door and asked cautiously: "Why are you standing outside my brother's room?"

"It's so late, what are you doing?" Cedric Yu's eyes fell on Emerson Guo's messy and wet hair.

He squeezed the medicine box tightly and got no answer.

You can count on one hand the number of times Emerson Guo has spoken at home. Cedric Yu doesn't like him, and Emerson Guo's presence is a constant reminder that everything in front of him does not belong to him.

He stole his father and mother from the person in front of him, and so did his brother.

Sooner or later, he will give it back.

He crossed the boat and before he could knock on the door with his raised hand, he heard a cold and hoarse voice.

"He has taken medicine."

"Why do you know?" Cedric Yu's pupils tightened. He had clearly not seen his brother alone with this person in the past two days.